“Rory, love, I’ve got an idea. How about you bring Becky here? It's a safe place to be and you won't be disturbed. If, and only if, you think it w...uld help I can guide her in the ways a woman can pleasure her man. That would be up to you, but I am offering.”“Mum, I think that would be great, and yes, she could watch what we do, and learn from that. I will text her now and set it up.”“Not so fast, mister. You have a raging hard-on, and I have an itching cunt. How about you fuck your old mum. I reminded my daughter that I would be asleep and she said that it was ok they were going out.Later that day I got ready to sleep, but I found myself in my daughter’s room. There in front of me was a pile of Jennies clothes, with her pj’s on top. I thought what the hell and picked them up, and to my surprise a pair of slightly soiled panties fell on the floor. These were little girl, white cotton, with an embroidered motif, but the patch of dampness in the crotch area drew me in. Lifting the. You got out from under me, and pulled me up and fixed the seat and got out the car. You walked around to your side and pushed the driver’s side seat forward, I did the same to the passenger seat. I stripped down naked and put my dress on the car floor and you did the same. I look over and saw your cock rock hard and saw the pre cum on your tip. You slid into the back seat, shutting the door behind you and opened the sun roof. You laid flat on your back. You the told me to get in and lay on top. Oh dear, when Postlethwaite came upon me, I feared my maiden flower would be taken by force, my bold conduct had enraged him all the more and mere words were no longer a defence. I lost my parasol first, and the same pillaging hands that knocked it to the ground, next pulled down upon my dress, until not a single wisp of fabric covered my bare bosom. "There," he said, "you make a better whore than lady." "You have shamed yourself, not I," I said. "A shilling to have you," he said. "You disgust.